21: Chase

Longevity Valley, Queyu Pavilion.

Mo Chengkong's current trip with another Foundation Establishment Early Stage Elder from the Sect was originally for that yang polarity rebirth pill. However, Xuanjin Sect was not as strong as before, facing both internal and external troubles.

Everything belonging to the Sect and Family relied almost entirely on him, which was why he gave up that life-extending Medicinal Pill.

However, Mo Chengkong did not leave directly. Instead, after the auction ended, he personally came to Longevity Valley to visit.

He thought that if he could acquire other life-extending precious Medicinal Pills, even if their effects were not as good as the yang polarity rebirth pill, the purpose of his trip would still be achieved.

Then, the time left for himself and his Family would be more abundant.

At this moment, Mo Chengkong was waiting in Queyu Pavilion for Longevity Valley's reply.

A woman, her face tear-streaked and expression anxious, holding a shattered jade talisman, rushed in.

"Father, Yuan'er, he, he's in trouble."

Her voice choked, and her words were disjointed. This woman was Mo Haiyuan's mother, who had accompanied Mo Chengkong to Longevity Valley for this visit.

Hearing this, Mo Chengkong flew up, took the shattered jade talisman into his hand, and sensed it.

"Good, what audacity!"

"A mere Qi Refinement Stage ant dares to kill my grandson."

"I will make his entire Family pay!"

The jade talisman was called a 'Concentric Jade,' usually appearing in pairs. It was an item for seeking help and preserving life. When crushed, it could transmit one's location, direction, and the Aura within a radius of several miles to the other piece.

This jade talisman was extremely precious, typically only held by Core Disciples of major powers, used to deter high-level Cultivators.

After all, Xuanjin Sect was once a large Sect with a Golden Core True Person overseeing it. Although it had declined, it still retained some heritage.

Mo Haiyuan was Mo Chengkong's most beloved direct grandson, so it was not surprising that he possessed such a treasure.

The fury in Mo Chengkong's eyes almost erupted, and his Aura rapidly burst forth. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown out of Queyu Pavilion.

When Zhou Kaiding saw the dropped jade talisman, he already felt a premonition of disaster. A strong sense of being spied upon seemed to sweep over Zhou Kaiding's entire body.

It made him shudder, feeling intuitively that great misfortune was about to befall him.

This strong unease drove Zhou Kaiding to flee the place impatiently, without even having time to search for Mo Haiyuan's corpse.

He merely took the unactivated second-grade treasure talisman into his hand and dared not stay for another moment.

He quickly reached Mo Xuan's side and placed Mo Xuan into his sleeve.

Zhou Kaiding sprinted away at the fastest speed of his life.

A voice in his heart kept urging him: Faster, faster, even faster!

His spiritual sense was frantically warning him. Zhou Kaiding's eyelids twitched wildly, and the spiritual power within his body circulated madly, attempting to shake off that feeling of unease.

But that chilling sense of being spied upon remained like a shadow, relentlessly pursuing him, like a malevolent spirit coming to claim his soul.

Zhou Kaiding's expression changed. He formed a hand seal with his right hand and tapped his body several times. Each tap caused his Aura to climb a notch and his speed to increase by a bit.

While Mo Xuan was in a deep sleep in Thousandleaf City, Zhou Kaiding was not idle. He had begun to master the Burning Law Secret Art he obtained from Daoist Tianyang.

Although using this technique would greatly boost his strength, the cost was also considerable.

Unless absolutely necessary, Zhou Kaiding would rather never use this technique in his lifetime.

However, fate was playing tricks, and he ended up using this technique in just two and a half months.

But Zhou Kaiding could no longer care about such things. That dangerous feeling was rapidly approaching.

Even though Zhou Kaiding had already used the Burning Law Secret Art, increasing his speed by more than several tenths, he still couldn't shake it off; instead, it was getting closer and closer.

Zhou Kaiding's face was pale, and he had already guessed the source of the threat.

He smiled bitterly in his heart: In the end, he had still underestimated the great powers and underestimated Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivators.

Now, Mo Xuan was severely injured and unconscious, and he couldn't even manage to escape with Mo Xuan.

Mo Chengkong flew at full speed. In just a quarter of an hour, following the jade talisman's guidance, he arrived at the place where Mo Haiyuan died.

Looking at the corpse, pierced through the chest by a sword, he raised a hand and cradled Mo Haiyuan in his arms.

"Yuan'er, Grandpa will send people to accompany you. Don't worry."

"He can't escape. He will die, and his relatives, friends, everything he has, all will die. Grandpa will let you witness all of this with your own eyes, to avenge you."

Mo Chengkong murmured in a low voice, his expression becoming calm, but the calmer he was, the more terrifying he became.

His Divine Sense swept out, imprinting the direction of Zhou Kaiding's escape in his mind.

Mo Chengkong flew up, carrying Mo Haiyuan. With a casual wave of his hand, a giant palm print descended from the sky, leveling everything there.

As for the several Xuanjin Sect Disciples who died there, he didn't even spare them a glance, leaving them to die without a complete corpse.

Perhaps, if they were to start over, they might not end up like this.

The Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator, furious as he was, had long alarmed the people in Thousandleaf City, but no one dared to seek trouble at this time.

Even fellow Cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Stage would not go looking for trouble.

But Mo Chengkong's actions were under everyone's scrutiny.

The speed of a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator was incomparable to that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Although Zhou Kaiding had given his all, even the surging power brought by the Burning Law Secret Art was rapidly fading.

Yet, Zhou Kaiding's heart was gradually sinking into despair. A colossal Aura had already appeared behind Zhou Kaiding, locking onto him.

Although the distance was still very far, Zhou Kaiding knew he couldn't escape.

His heart continuously sank, and bitterness slowly turned into madness.

So what if he was a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator? Even if he died, he would bite off a piece of flesh from him, Zhou Kaiding roared in his heart.

He actually stopped, took out the second-grade treasure talisman left by Mo Haiyuan, and poured all of his spiritual power into it.

The treasure talisman gradually brightened, stirring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi like a hurricane, wantonly displaying its power, and Zhou Kaiding was at the center of this hurricane.

Zhou Kaiding's last trace of spiritual power surged out. Finally, the treasure talisman was activated, transforming into a massive golden giant sword.

Under the enormous giant sword, Zhou Kaiding was like an ant at the foot of a mountain, as tiny as dust.

"Kill!"

Zhou Kaiding roared out, a hysterical cry, like the ephemeral bloom of an epiphyllum, displaying an instant of eternity.

The giant sword soared into the sky, heading straight for Mo Chengkong, who was flying towards him, piercing through the clouds.

Mo Chengkong looked at the giant sword coming directly at him, sneered slightly, his face full of mockery, like he was watching a fish on a hook, making a futile struggle.

Mo Chengkong casually waved his sleeve, and the giant sword disintegrated into specks of dust, leaving no trace.

The powerful Aura that had just stirred up wind and clouds couldn't even touch his clothes in front of Mo Chengkong.

This gap, as expected, could not be bridged by sheer courage and desperation, even with a second-grade treasure talisman.

"Hehe..."

Madness turned into bitterness. Zhou Kaiding let out a bitter laugh.

Shaken by the aftershock, Zhou Kaiding, without a trace of spiritual power, was directly impacted into a bloodied mess, falling to the ground.

With unwillingness and bitterness on his face, he closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into darkness.

Whether he lived or died was unknown.